Free Web NovelChapter 411: Chapter 341: Truly Not a Good Man
Looking at Yan Qing’s face covered in her own blood, even though Ying Rushi’s body was in great pain, her heart was filled with pleasure, as if she had smashed her enemy’s favorite and one-of-a-kind porcelain to pieces.
This was the most vicious revenge she could think of, to die in front of him for protecting him.
I’m going to die, and you can only watch as the girl you once liked slowly stops breathing in your arms, her body growing colder inch by inch. You’ll never know how much I really liked you, and you’ll never guess why I’m dying so content and fearless.
You couldn’t understand with Red Snake, you couldn’t understand with Black Wolf, maybe you’ll guess something, but you’ll never have the chance to get the answers because you missed it. I gave you so many hints, and you never took them seriously, so I won’t even give you a chance to win me back.
This is how the world works: being too casual leads to missing out, being too serious brings sadness.
Thinking about him holding her corpse, bewildered, in denial, angry, regretful, and crying, Ying Rushi felt like she was drinking chilled plum wine, her whole body filled with joy, and she couldn’t help but smile.
I want you to never forget me in this life, I want you to feel sad whenever you think of me. Even if you live happily ever after with Red Snake and Black Wolf, there will be a scar in your heart that will never heal, the deepest mark I left behind.
Just as Ying Rushi was immersed in her own tragic and glorious revenge, Yan Qing wiped the blood off his face and stuffed something into her hand.
"Do it yourself, clean it up."
Saying that, Yan Qing raised his wrist to summon a puppet into the battlefield.
Ying Rushi looked dumbly at his back, then at the Bingzi Pepper Forest in her hand, and her mind, full of resentment and sadness, finally began to work.
Oh right, they had Bingzi Pepper Forest and the Heaven-Swaying Sword, equivalent to two Healing Authorities, as long as their heads weren’t cut off, they could be pulled back from the Ghost Gate. Severe injuries and near-death didn’t exist.
Ying Rushi’s mind gradually cleared up. Reflecting on her earlier thoughts, she felt her face was so hot she could fry an egg, wishing she could hit herself from a few seconds ago.
What am I even thinking!
Actually fantasizing about my own death making him so regretful that he feels life isn’t worth living, and deliberately spitting blood on his face, filled with the thought ’if you don’t love me then I’ll make you sad,’ and finally expecting his reaction as if it would fulfill some plot... Just let me die, I don’t want to live!
Is there any reason not to use Bingzi Pepper Forest to heal myself?
At that moment, Ying Rushi’s mind was operating at unprecedented high speed, racing against time, searching for a perfect reason to die, fumes almost coming out of her head!
Then she dejectedly gripped the hilt of Bingzi Pepper Forest, watching as the Heaven-Covering Authority completely healed her condition.
There really was no reason... and besides, they were still fighting. If she was here dwelling on such meaningless little things, it would really be too willful. She wasn’t some petty and unreasonable girl who threw tantrums mindlessly.
Loyal to the country, faithful to friends, that’s who she was, Divine Martial Ying Rushi.
Ying Rushi emptied all superfluous thoughts from her mind, took out Spiritual Jade to quickly replenish her Spiritual Power, and stepped back into the battlefield once again.
The battle quickly ended.
Six demon fiends, after Ying Rushi killed one, "Qiong Qi" could only trigger its killing trait once. Although it could produce a Blood Sacrifice scroll by killing three demon fiends, the enemy count for its killing trait would reset after each battle. For instance, if it killed five demon fiends in two separate battles, it would only yield two Blood Sacrifice scrolls.
Hence, Yan Qing and the others had no need to hold back, even "Ascension Six Ears" took the initiative to kill a demon fiend. Ying Rushi tapped forward three times, the Heaven-Swaying Sword traced Dragons and Snakes on the demon fiend’s body, painting a striking and flamboyant Demon-Slaying Scroll! She did not hold back at all, swinging with all her might, as if by slashing fast and fierce enough, she could chop away the pathetic and cowardly version of herself from moments ago!
When Ying Rushi stopped, heat was steaming off her body, the fiend behind her collapsed with a boom, dissipating into smoke. She clearly felt her skill had taken a step forward, the world in her eyes clearer than ever, even the speed of her Shadow Spider Boots was entirely under her control... Was this the so-called success in the battlefield despite failures in romance?
"Little Fox!"
Murong Hui ran over and hugged her, nervously feeling her lower back that was just cut: "You scared me to death just now! Don’t be so reckless next time!"
"You don’t have the right to say that to me, do you?" Ying Rushi poked her forehead: "At least I have the Heaven-Swaying Sword. Yesterday you had nothing and stood in front of me. It’s you who shouldn’t be so reckless, you don’t even have a Legendary Token from Thief’s House."
"I’m different!"
"How are you different? I’ve only heard that fools don’t fall sick, never that they can resurrect."
"I’ve lived a carefree life, getting whatever I wish for. Even dying wouldn’t leave me regretful, but it’s different for you guys. I can see you haven’t had many happy days. It’d be too much of a waste to die just like that." Murong Hui snuggled up to her chest: "I’d feel sad if you died, and you’d feel sad if I died... I find your sadness more worthwhile."
Guilt surged in Ying Rushi’s heart; she had been preoccupied with how Yan Qing would react if she died, forgetting there was another person here who valued her.
She rubbed Murong Hui’s head, thinking she’d truly been possessed earlier. For so many years, it was friendship that had supported her, and yet now she was wasting her life for a hopeless love, fantasizing about igniting herself, becoming the brightest light in his eyes for a fleeting moment, forever unforgettable... In his words, these are the kinds of tragic thoughts only a lovesick person would have, making even something as beautiful as love seem tragic.
It’s time to wake up, Ying Rushi thought, stop liking him, just be friends again. Since he didn’t choose her, but that didn’t mean she had nothing, gaining a friend on par with Murong Hui, what was there to complain about?
Hearing Yan Qing approaching, Ying Rushi nearly jumped up, speaking rapidly yet calmly: "Hui, lead the way. We need to go to the next place."
"You just got seriously injured, why not eat something to replenish your energy?"
"No need, don’t linger here too long. The recent battle would certainly catch the attention of the Baibao Guards." She said as she urged Murong Hui forward, not daring to look back.
Even though she’d resolved not to repeat such foolishness, Ying Rushi still felt extremely awkward, not daring to meet Yan Qing’s gaze, afraid he would figure out she ’accidentally’ died in front of him just to splash blood on his face.
As the saying goes, you fear what you attract, and before long when they passed by a cake shop, Murong Hui, lured by the scent of cream, turned and went in.
Just as Ying Rushi was about to follow, Yan Qing took her hand and led her into the Dimension Bookstore next door.
"Why here?" Ying Rushi asked nervously, "I want to go next door, I’m a bit hungry."
"Aren’t you going to explain?" Yan Qing asked.
"Explain what?"
Ying Rushi had decided to deny it, as such matters couldn’t be explained away, it would only make them worse. As long as she insisted she impulsively got in harm’s way, even if Yan Qing saw through it a little, he’d have to accept it since they were friends.
Of course, Ying Rushi suddenly realized. Since they were friends, why should she care about his thoughts? Before, she tried to please him because she wanted to be close to him, but among friends none of that was necessary. She treated Murong Hui with frankness, be it beating or scolding. Now that she saved Yan Qing’s life, it should be him who is careful of her feelings!
Thinking this, Ying Rushi puffed out her chest, meeting Yan Qing’s gaze directly, but quickly turned away, pretending to browse the bookshelves nearby.
His eyes were really nice-looking, the scent nice too, she felt a little shy, even the bandages were wrapped rather elegantly...
